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Hotel California
Disclaimer: thou must cleanse thyself in holy water before reading the following scummy, filthy, overall pathetic excuse for biblical satire.
Please to be noting: "he" refers to Satan; "He" refers to…the other guy.
said Satan to his guest.
As slow he rose and struck a pose,
donning his Sunday best.
his body bore a cape
An impish grin, he showed some skin,
exposing his neck's nape.
began to cop a feel,
Before proceeding, humbly heeding,
His master bade Him kneel.
His hot and hellish host
Ne'er before had He longed more
To be the servant to give most.
- off, his cloak he took
His guest just gazed, impressed and dazed,
lending a lustful look.
his package with a prize
His steady hips touched luscious lips
mouth wide; He closed His eyes.
throat feeding every part
with pleasure strong; He savored long
its juices, sweet and tart.
Igniting fiercest flame
With blazing speed, He wet the reed
until His master came.
he needed more than this
Not a sound, he grabbed Him from the ground
against the wall, he stole a kiss.
Satan's horns seared red
Unable to take it, he stripped his servant naked,
and slammed him upon the bed.
the servant sprawled out wide
Turned on his back, He groped His sack
while Satan forced his way inside.
as He'd never felt before
Once the master was done, he grabbed the Son
and thrust him upon the floor.
Stretching his self wide as he may
At the force of his request, his servant did what he knew best,
And as He entered, He began to pray.
His horny master to heavenly delight
The pleasure He provided by Heaven's laws abided;
proving the power of Divine Right.
almighty was each thrust
Such godly pleasures he'd never treasured
and he rejoiced in newfound lust.
pulling out from behind
Satan, now gratified, felt divinely satisfied;
He eased down as their bodies entwined.
Satan stroking His long hair
He proceeded to question his partner's thoughts on the session,
Wondering aloud his feelings on the affair.
Have the Southern regions treated you well?"
His mate replied, "I'd as soon as twice more died
than miss out on this journey to Hell."
At last their quenched libidos let them part
Satan walked Him to the gate, then with fervor did state:
"You've left a piece of Heaven upon my heart."
Burned into it was a set of horns,
Stepping into the light, he bid him goodnight,
And affixed his crown of thorns.
sat, brooding for a spell
Then with a crooked smile, he contrived awhile,
Waiting for the next caller to his hotel.
"COMING" soon!